The morning breeze blew a wisp of coolness, but now Ying Tiandao's heart was no calmer than the one on his face. There was even a feeling in his heart that he didn't want Ye Qiufeng and Shui Lingyue to come here. If it's really not as good as what you think in your heart. Today, he didn't know if he still had the heart to take the tea handed over by Ye Qiufeng and Shui Lingyue here.

"You're worried about him?"

On the side, the first-line sword venerable who was holding the mortal dust said lightly. However, there was an indescribable excitement, with the arrival of Ye Qiufeng and Shui Lingyue, he always felt that something like this today would already have some eyebrows.

"You old fellow, don't I still understand your mind?"

Hearing this, Ying Tiandao did not directly answer the question of the first-line Sword Venerable, but he was quite helpless in words. In any case, he and the first-line sword venerable already had a friendship for hundreds of years, and he naturally knew that the first-line sword venerable actually hoped that Ye Qiufeng was the inheritor of the ancient love spell, after all, on this continent, if it was really said that there was anyone who could break the power of this ancient love spell. Ye Qiufeng should be the best candidate. Because Ye Qiufeng's identity is enough to prove this. But in line with the principle of thinking about this continent, he actually didn't want Ye Qiufeng to have such a situation. He didn't want to take that risk.

Hear this. The first-line Sword Venerable also smiled helplessly, he was not surprised that Ying Tiandao Elder guessed his thoughts. After all, the friendship between the two is too deep and too deep. It's no surprise to think of this. And he doesn't deny this thing, from his selfish heart. That's exactly what he was thinking.

"Alas, I'll know in a while, and when the time comes, if mortal dust really wakes up. If you fight with Ye Qiufeng, we of the older generation should not mix. ”

Seeing the silent expression of the first-line sword venerable, Ying Tiandao sighed lightly, although when the first-line sword venerable came here this morning, that mortal dust was in a coma, but with the old and refined nature of others, how could he not understand why this old guy came here.

Hear the words. The first-line Sword Venerable also chuckled, obviously acquiescing to Ying Tiandao's meaning. In fact, he had been thinking that way since he set off yesterday.

A flash of light. Ye Qiufeng had already flown here with Shui Lingyue, and saw the two of them falling lightly on their toes. But the moment they fell, they were stunned. He didn't expect that the first-line sword venerable of the Heavenly Sword Sect would also be here, this was really beyond his expectations, how could he hope that he would also give him a cup of tea?

The strange thought came back to me for a moment. Ye Qiufeng took a deep look at it. It was to turn his gaze to the mortal dust in the arms of the first-line sword venerable.

"How could it be her, how could she come?"

There was some surprise to look at the mortal dust in the arms of the first-line sword venerable, Ye Qiufeng's eyes and pupils suddenly shrank deeply, he didn't expect that the Four Sects Conference had only ended for a few days, and he would meet such a strange and familiar opponent in this place in Heaven and Earth Valley, and he didn't know if she remembered what happened in the Purple Thunder Enchantment that day. If that's the case, then it's a big day to play.

The brilliance in his hand flashed, and he saw that a very exquisite wine glass quickly appeared in Ye Qiufeng's hand. But inside, it is a rich tea that is paved with a mouthful of sake bottles.

They both walked over from the opposite side. I saw Ye Qiufeng walking in front of Ying Tiandao with Shui Lingyue, and then the two of them knelt down on their knees. He raised his glass respectfully towards Ying Tiandao. Seeing this, Ying Tiandao did not have the humility and shirk that he used to have, no matter what, this was a necessary procedure. And he can feel Ye Qiufeng's sincerity in his heart, and he will not shirk it at the moment.

However, he was free and easy, but the first-line sword venerable on the side was full of helplessness. What the hell is going on standing here, and the atmosphere here is not quite right!

Gently caressing the old palm over Fan Chen's face, the kind of irritability in the heart of the first line of Sword Venerable slowly rose when he was suppressed just now. Now Ye Qiufeng is already here. But the mortal dust in his arms still didn't have the slightest reaction. Could it be that this Ye Qiufeng and Shui Lingyue were really not the other two inheritors of the ancient love spell?

"Alas!" sighed helplessly, only to see the first-line sword venerable on the side sigh slowly, and then shook his head with some vicissitudes. Obviously, the idea in his mind has not been confirmed, and now he is, and has no intention of staying here.

On the side, Ye Qiufeng had just given tea to Ying Tiandao Chief, looking at Ying Tiandao Chief's unhurried tea, his heart was also slightly moved, although he had not been in Heaven and Earth Valley for a long time, but the help given to him by Ying Tiandao was really quite great. Even in Ye Qiufeng's heart. Ying Tiandao is his second master in this Heaven and Earth Valley.

However, after glancing, he found the expression of the first-line sword venerable on the side, and suddenly there was something strange, this first-line sword venerable did not say anything here, and his expression was quite surprising to him. What the hell is going on?

After drinking the tea in the wine bottle of Ying Tiandao Chief, Ye Qiufeng slowly stood up with Shui Lingyue. Then he arched his hand to the first-line sword venerable on the side, and at the same time, he also made a great gift from a junior to an elder. Although he didn't respect tea with Shui Lingyue against this first-line sword, this was not logical. But he had to respect this strong man who was the same time as Ying Tiandao. Even in the conversation with Ying Tian Dao Chief, he could understand the strength of this first-line sword venerable that Ying Tian Dao Chang faintly revealed. Thinking about it, he would only be more powerful than that Heavenly Sword Venerable's Sect White Stone Sword Venerable, so he was not too indifferent to the first-line Sword Venerable for this matter.

Seeing this, the first-line sword venerable nodded irritably, but he was not too rude, although he did have some discomfort now, but Ye Qiufeng could have such an identity, which was a situation that he had to take seriously. He understood that although the strength and talent of him and Ying Tiandao Chang and the others were already at the top of the pyramid on this continent. However, Ye Qiufeng's growth will be faster and faster than theirs. In this continent where the attainer is respected, seniority is just a rather subtle thing.

However, Ye Qiufeng can give a good face to the first-line sword venerable, but Shui Lingyue is not so open-minded. And the reason is because of the mortal dust in the arms of that first-line sword venerable. Although in her perception, Fan Chen didn't know why she was unconscious. But that didn't affect its resentment toward mortals. At the Four Sects Conference, Fan Chen's kind of realization that had some inches in progress really made Shui Lingyue unhappy, especially the person who was hurt was still Ye Qiufeng, which made Shui Lingyue's anger rise from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his heart. If it weren't for the fact that her current strength was still a little inferior to that of Fanchen, she really wanted to teach Fanchen a lesson.

After taking a deep look at the mortal dust in the arms of the first-line sword venerable, Shui Lingyue also looked elsewhere. Anyway, even if you meet mortal dust, you will be angry. It is impossible for him to be in the presence of the two figures of Sword Venerable and Ying Tiandao Elder at the same time, and he will attack Fan Chen. After all, Ye Qiufeng is also here, in front of a person of this weight. She will also give Ye Qiufeng thoughtfulness.

"Looks like you old fellow may have come for nothing. ”

Slowly returning the wine glass in his hand to Ye Qiufeng, Ying Tiandao Chang glanced at Fan Chen in the arms of the first-line sword venerable, but he said quite helplessly, just now he was just engaged in a tug-of-war with the first-line sword venerable here. It's just that he was the last one to laugh. And in fact, Fan Chen, who was in the arms of the first-line sword venerable, did not wake up. He felt some pity for this genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but deep down in his heart, he also breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway. As long as Ye Qiufeng is fine, it is easy to say.

However, not long after he let go of this worry, the pupils in his eyes constricted again. It's even more intense than the one just now.

Because 、、、、、、 he saw that in the arms of the first-line sword venerable, the fingers of that mortal dust moved slightly. (To be continued......)

PS: [The military training at dusk has been completed, and it will be full of blood again from today, I hope that all book friends can still support it strongly, and I sincerely thank you at dusk]